"Ye Xuan, you will die a horrible death!"
Tormented by endless pain, the ten Ancestors of Sorcery roared angrily, but their voices grew weaker and weaker. Finally, they turned into the original blood essence of Pangu, and all their intelligence had been wiped out by Ye Xuan.
As the ten Ancestors of Sorcery were wiped out, a Pangu True Body lay on the vast earth. His eyes were colorless, and only a heavy and vast aura emanated from him.
Rumble!
The Chains of Time and Space bound the Pangu True Body. Ye Xuan held the other end of the Chains of Time and Space and walked across the vast earth. The whole Pangu True Body was being dragged by Ye Xuan.
Thud, thud, thud.
Ye Xuan stepped into the sky and dragged Pangu's True Body towards Mount Buzhou. As the space-time chains disappeared from Ye Xuan's hands, Pangu's True Body crashed down towards Mount Buzhou. A loud explosion sounded out as it smashed into Mount Buzhou.
"With the Pangu True Body as the foundation, I comfort the dead spirits of the Thirty-Third Celestial Court."
Rumble!
Ye Xuan pointed a finger in the sky, and a heaven-shaking multicolored light whistled down. The ground of Buzhou Mountain cracked open, and Pangu's True Body sank down, completely suppressed beneath Buzhou Mountain.
"Holy Master!"
Thunderous cheers came from the Thirty-Third Celestial Court. Everyone's eyes were red with excitement, and tears streaked across the cheeks of the remnants of the Celestial Court.
Today, the Wu Tribe was wiped out, and the Pangu True Body was suppressed under Mount Buzhou. The remnants of the Thirty-Third Celestial Court could finally vent their anger, and the hatred that had accumulated in their hearts for three million years was finally relieved.
"The Thirty-Third Celestial Court stands above the Nine Heavens. Today, all the grievances of the past will be settled. Anyone who is disrespectful will be killed." Ye Xuan looked around and his voice reverberated in the Untainted Land.
This was the embodiment of Ye Xuan's will. It was also his declaration to all living beings that the Celestial Court, which had disappeared for three million years, would regain control of the general trend of the world.
For a moment, the Untainted Land was shaken. All living beings were afraid and speechless. The Saints of the Way of Heaven did not appear in the world, and the so-called Orthodoxies all fell silent.
At the moment when the Wu Tribe was wiped out, all Orthodoxies in the Untainted Land were thrown into chaos. The truth of the Untainted Land, and gradually, the living beings of the Untainted Land knew the origin of Ye Xuan and the origin of the Thirty-Third Celestial Court.
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Mount Buzhou, the Thirty-Third Celestial Court, the Celestial Emperor Palace.
Ye Xuan sat on the Emperor's Throne, which should have belonged to Ziwei Tian Di. Unfortunately, Ziwei had betrayed the Celestial Court and all of them. She had even watched the Empyrean Fairy being trampled to death by the Real Body of Pangu without saving her.
"Celestial Master, it's time to settle the score with those traitors," Donghuang Taiyi said angrily with the Bell of Chaos in his hand.
"Yes, Taishang Laotzu, Kunpeng, and that traitor Ziwei, they all deserve to die," Emperor Jun roared.
"Kill, kill these traitors."
The Kings of Immortals and Demons were roaring, and so were the Heavenly Soldiers and Heavenly Generals. Their voices reverberated for a long time.
"Celestial Master, Kunpeng is here to apologize!"
Suddenly, a heavy and sorrowful voice came from afar. A figure entered the Thirty-Third Celestial Court and appeared in the Celestial Emperor Palace in a flash.
"Kunpeng, how dare you come back?"
Donghuang Taiyi was furious. When he saw Kunpeng, he shook the Bell of Chaos and was about to kill Kunpeng.
"Back off."
Suddenly, without waiting for Donghuang Taiyi to make a move, Ye Xuan's voice sounded out. This caused the expressions of Donghuang Taiyi and the others to slightly change. Only then did they fiercely glare at the Kun Peng and retreat to the sides.
Bang!
Kunpeng looked haggard. He knelt down slowly and kowtowed three times to Ye Xuan.
"Fellow Daoist Kunpeng, long time no see. You don't have to be so polite," Ye Xuan sat on the Emperor's Throne and said calmly.
"Fellow Daoist?"
Kunpeng smiled sadly because this was a strange word to him. He vaguely remembered that Ye Xuan used to call him by his name. It was only when they met for the first time that Ye Xuan called him Fellow Daoist.
"During the great calamity of the Celestial Court, Kunpeng ran away from the battle. Now, I am asking for your forgiveness. Please kill me."
Kunpeng touched the ground and apologized to Ye Xuan. Since he chose to return to the Celestial Court, he was prepared to be killed.
Kunpeng knew that if Ye Xuan wanted him to die, he would be found by Ye Xuan even if he ran to the ends of the earth. He would rather face it calmly.
Ye Xuan was calm as he looked at Kunpeng who was kneeling in front of the Emperor's Throne.
"Kunpeng, you were a hero of the Celestial Court in the past. You made many contributions to the Celestial Court and I remember all of them."
Ye Xuan said calmly, "The Celestial Court will reward those who have made contributions and punish those who have made mistakes. The Celestial Court has never mistreated you for your contributions. However, you ran away from the battle. This is a great crime. Today, you will go to the Immortal Slaying Platform."
"Thank you for your kindness. If Kunpeng can cultivate the Way of Immortality in my next life, I will definitely return to your side and never betray you."
Kunpeng wept and kept kowtowing to Ye Xuan to express his gratitude. He knew that Ye Xuan was kind to him and did not kill him. Instead, he was given a chance to be reincarnated.
"Go."
Ye Xuan waved his hand and two Celestial Generals took Kunpeng out of the Celestial Emperor Palace. Kunpeng was also taken to the Immortal Slaying Platform and died.
The only fortunate thing was that Kunpeng's soul was preserved and he was reincarnated in the mortal world. It was unknown whether he could embark on the path of cultivation.
Inside the Celestial Emperor Palace.
"Celestial Emperor, Kunpeng deserves to die … Why did you …?" Donghuang Taiyi said unwillingly.
"When the Celestial Court was first built, Kunpeng helped. Later, he expanded the territory of the Celestial Court and made many contributions. Although he ran away from the battle, he came back to be punished today. His contributions offset his mistakes. It is enough for him to be reincarnated." Ye Xuan said.
As Ye Xuan finished his words, everyone in the Celestial Court nodded and did not have any more objections. After all, Kunpeng used to fight side by side with them and they still had some friendship in their hearts.
If they really saw Kunpeng's soul being destroyed, they would not be able to bear it.
"Mister, Kunpeng came back to be punished. But Ziwei and Taishang Laojun …?" Fatso Huang said hesitantly.
"I will make my own decision." Ye Xuan's eyes shone through the heaven and earth. He looked up to the 33 Levels of Heaven and seemed to see a person waiting for him to go.
On this day, the 33 Levels of Celestial Court reappeared in the sky.
On this day, the Nether River Patriarch led the Asura Tribe from the Nether Blood Sea back to the Celestial Court. For a moment, the sorrowful atmosphere in the Celestial Court was swept away.
As long as the Blood Sea did not dry up, Nether River would not die. Back then, the Nether River Patriarch seemed to be killed, but he had the Nether Blood Sea to rely on. If the Nether Blood Sea was not destroyed, he would not be killed.
On this day, Ye Xuan arranged everything in the Celestial Court. He walked out of the Celestial Emperor Palace and went straight to the 33 Levels of Heaven because an old friend was waiting for him in the depths of the starry sky.
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